The Museum of Cryptics

[The Wandering Wizard he/him]

"Why is there a hampster here?"

[ThroughTheLivingSequence she/her/they/them]

4 minutes ago, The Wandering Wizard said:

"Why is there a hampster here?"

"Oh, that's always been here. Once the building was finished, I was checking it out, and that was there. So... yeah. His name is Gerard."

[The Wandering Wizard he/him]

"Thank you for letting me tour your museum," yells Wizard as he runs into the distance with his new anger spren friends.

[Thaidakar the Ghostblood he/him]

Cheese mister McGees started wondering if this was the place for him as he wandered around, confused.

[EmulatonStromenkiin he/him]

Foklasfag greeted him.

[ThroughTheLivingSequence she/her/they/them]

An old traveler looked over the old museum. They coughed, and it was restored to it's former glory. Except wait... where was... oh nevermind there it was. Autotuned monkey screaming filled the air for no reason at all as a sand castle rose up from the floor, which the famous stuntman Clutch Nixon sat upon. Everyone cheered.

[EmulatonStromenkiin he/him]

Foklasfag greeted him as well.

[ThroughTheLivingSequence she/her/they/them]

On 8/10/2022 at 3:53 PM, EmulatonStromenkiin said:

Foklasfag greeted him as well.

The traveler (who had recently legally changed the spelling of "traveler" to "Travellar") jumped in surprise. "이봐! 당신은 어디에서 왔습니까?" They said, alarmed.

[EmulatonStromenkiin he/him]

12 hours ago, Landing Sequence said:

The traveler (who had recently legally changed the spelling of "traveler" to "Travellar") jumped in surprise. "이봐! 당신은 어디에서 왔습니까?" They said, alarmed.

Foklasfag turned on his polyglot translator. "What was that again?"

[ThroughTheLivingSequence she/her/they/them]

4 hours ago, EmulatonStromenkiin said:

Foklasfag turned on his polyglot translator. "What was that again?"

The Travellar gave him a confused look. "Did you really not hear me the first time? I was being pretty loud..."

[EmulatonStromenkiin he/him]

19 hours ago, Landing Sequence said:

The Travellar gave him a confused look. "Did you really not hear me the first time? I was being pretty loud..."

"You were not speaking my language," Foklasfag explained patiently. "I am Foklasfag, the admittance officer. How may I help you?"

[ThroughTheLivingSequence she/her/they/them]

6 hours ago, EmulatonStromenkiin said:

"You were not speaking my language," Foklasfag explained patiently. "I am Foklasfag, the admittance officer. How may I help you?"

The Travellar blinked. "Admittance officer...? For the museum? How are you still alive!?"

[EmulatonStromenkiin he/him]

Foklasfag gave him an odd look. "I'm not sure if alive is the correct way to describe me. I exist, though. Why do you ask?"

[ThroughTheLivingSequence she/her/they/them]

41 minutes ago, EmulatonStromenkiin said:

Foklasfag gave him an odd look. "I'm not sure if alive is the correct way to describe me. I exist, though. Why do you ask?"

The Travellar blinked. “It’s been exactly 731,039 years since you were hired by the Curator… that’s why the museum was all run down, it’s been abandoned for almost that long!” 

[EmulatonStromenkiin he/him]

Foklasfag laughed. "Years by which system?" he asked.

[ThroughTheLivingSequence she/her/they/them]

“… I don’t know. Yours? Your planet has orbited its star 731,039 times since your employment.”

[EmulatonStromenkiin he/him]

Foklasfag gave him another odd look. "I don't have a planet. I wasn't born on one, or ever really went to one beyond worldhopping. I am as much an inexplicable entity as X over there." he pointed at an oddly shaped dark mass that was floating by the entrance.

[ThroughTheLivingSequence she/her/they/them]

The Travellar groaned. "My point is, it's been a really long time. Like, a really long time."

[EmulatonStromenkiin he/him]

Foklasfag grinned. "So? I'm still here, I chose to stay. The dragon Tavern was a bit dank for me."

[ThroughTheLivingSequence she/her/they/them]

"Okay then." Suddenly, the entire cognitive realm collapsed for no reason then was built again for no reason.

[EmulatonStromenkiin he/him]

Foklasfag remained untouched. the Funny Smell of room 239 appeared. It was not visible

[ThroughTheLivingSequence she/her/they/them]

Except for when it was.

[EmulatonStromenkiin he/him]

Which was only in odd atmospheres, and direct sunlight, which did not exist in the cognitive realm. The Funny Smell from room 239 smelled odd.

[ThroughTheLivingSequence she/her/they/them]

But it was more funny than it was odd.

[EmulatonStromenkiin he/him]

Foklasfag smiled at the Funny Smell as it wafted his way.